Who Cares

Zhao Chunxi was here to ask for a dowry, but he didn't expect to be degraded by his stepmother. How could he be happy in his heart? She seldom mentioned her mother in front of her father, but because she was really uncomfortable in her heart, after thinking about it, she retorted, “Mother should not look down on my outside family. The dear is the sister of a female compatriot.

Zhao Luli thought that her daughter knew nothing about the identity of his wife, and heard her mention Ye Zhen in a proud tone.

Guan Suyi picked up a slap-sized thin porcelain bowl, slowly scooped out the king's eight soup, and slowly said, "Your aunt has a life-saving grace to the emperor. You can’t get into the palace. This kind of good luck is rare. You just have to look at it. Don’t take it seriously. Let’s talk about a marriage upright, and get married upright. Don’t covet the wealth that you don’t deserve." Passing the bowl to Zhao Luli, he said softly, "Master Hou is drinking soup."

"Mrs. Xie." Zhao Luli's voice was hoarse and his expression gloomy, he was obviously stabbed in the pain. Yes, if his father and mother hadn't coveted the wealth that they shouldn't have, how could he and Zhen'er be separated? If the daughter is blinded by the power of the royal family and is determined to plant in it, how will they get along with their mother and daughter in the future?

With a squeezed fist, Zhao Luli sternly said, "Don't talk about your aunt. Your aunt married into the palace. That is the blessing of your aunt and the Ye family. It has nothing to do with us. You have to follow you. Mother learns to be the head of the house. In the future, she will find a stable, reliable husband and son-in-law who can live in peace and stability."

Zhao Chunxi seldom saw his father's stern look, could not help being frightened, and quickly nodded in agreement, his eyes were slightly red.

Guan Suyi lifted the broken hair on her cheeks behind her ears, as if she was intimacy, "Okay, don't be sad, I'll just say a few words for your own sake, otherwise I can say nothing and leave it to you. Dad is tossing. Your father doesn’t know anything, and almost delayed your future. In the future, you will follow me and I will teach you. The world’s requirements for women are already harsh, let alone the masters and ancestors who are responsible for the prosperous family. Wife. Virtue, speech, merit, and tolerance, morality ranks first, taking the meaning of upholding one's body; speech and merit, one is to be cautious in words and deeds, and the other is the way of family management. Among them, they also include husband and child, serving the elders, and reducing expenditure. Wait; the last thing in the row does not mean beautiful appearance and good appearance, but more dignified and refined, calm and sparse. So you see, there are many ways in it, and you can learn before you get married."

Zhao Chunxi was numb all over by her cool fingertips, but it was difficult to avoid him in front of her father. These words she said were all for her own good. If she showed the slightest disgust or grievance, she would not know what was good or bad, so she could only bite the bullet and thank you, and she had to show gratitude.

When Zhao Luli saw the two being "happy" together, his gloomy expression was gradually replaced by relief. At this moment, Zhao Wangshu walked in unwillingly, and muttered, "Mother, are you looking for me?"

"Are you going to school?" Guan Suyi waved at him, "Come over and eat together."

Zhao Wangshu hesitated for a moment, and finally sat down beside her sister.

Guan Suyi personally served him a bowl of rice, and smiled, "You will come to my place for dinner after school. After the meal, I will help you to check your schoolwork and practice calligraphy with you. You can rest in one hour."

"What? An hour after practicing calligraphy?" Zhao Wangshu screamed out of silence, touching his father's sharp eyes, and hurriedly swallowing all the protests, his face turned blue involuntarily.

"Madam is willing to teach you personally. That is your good fortune. You will learn from it in the future. Don't be lazy. I am ashamed to say that if Madam wakes up, I will almost teach you badly. Fortunately, it is not too late to correct them. Madam, they will in the future. I will trouble you to adjust. If anyone is not obedient, just go directly to the family law without asking me." Zhao Luli is now very smooth and happy, even in the bottom of my heart, I feel very grateful and fearful. If Guan Suyi hadn't married into the Hou Mansion, Xi'er would go out in a few years, and Wang Shu would become an adult, without knowing where they were going.

The more far-reaching he thinks, the heavier his gratitude and admiration for Guan Suyi will become.

Guan Suyi hurriedly waved her hand and rejected it, saying that the two children are not bad in nature and have good minds, and they have a lot to do in the future.

Zhao Chunxi and Zhao Wangshu were frustrated, but they didn't dare to disobey, so they had to promise. After dinner, a few people went to the study room together to practice calligraphy, painting, and watching. They seemed to be happy and happy. But when he was about to fall asleep, Zhao Luli used the excuse to send the two children, but after all he hid, and Guan Suyi was very satisfied.

"Miss, why doesn't Hou Ye always round up with you? Is there any hidden illness on his body? Or, the maidservant will help you inquire?" Ming Fang said blushing as they walked away.

"How are you going to inquire?" Guan Suyi soaked the used brushes in the wash, watching the ink ball change its shape in the water. Ming Lan glared fiercely with Ming Fang behind her back, and silently cursed "Sao Ho Zi" with her mouth, which made her chuckle.

"The slave maid was thinking..." Mingfang was about to fool the master, but he heard the voice of the woman-in-law from outside, "Madam, I just sent a post from Xihou Mansion in Caizhen Town. Please check it out."

"Hou Mansion in Zhenxi?" Guan Suyi took the post and glanced a few times, and raised her eyebrows. It was actually sent by Qin Lingyun's sister-in-law, Li, who invited her to the Wencui Building tomorrow. Guan Suyi felt pity for this woman who had a harder life than herself, and wanted to help her get rid of the tragedy of her previous life if possible. Of course, she won't get involved in the other party's emotional entanglement, just telling her to stay away from her people.

After writing a reply and changing her bed clothes, she occupied a big bed with peace of mind and fell asleep.

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The next day, the Wencui Building was still full of guests, and Qin Lingyun took his sister-in-law Li to sit in place, looking forward to it. Emperor Sheng Yuan was still dressed as the guard, and his nearly nine-foot height and tall and strong figure made him look particularly eye-catching among the weak scholars.

"She said she will definitely come today?" The deep and thick voice suppressed the surrounding noise.

Qin Lingyun squeezed the purse around his waist, with a melancholy expression. Li gave him a distressed look, and answered on her behalf, "Mrs. Hou replied yesterday and said that she would definitely come. Guan's family promised to never fail to say anything."

Emperor Sheng Yuan responded indifferently, walked to the side of the fence and looked down. Xu Guangzhi was sitting and talking with the Jiuli nobleman who sponsored his ten-day literary meeting. Father Guan and Father Guan have not yet arrived, and they want to come and be delayed by something.

He paced back and forth a few steps, seeming a little anxious, and was about to order the secret guard to go to the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei to listen to the news, when he saw a slim figure slowly walking in, the goose yellow skirt was covered in plain white gauze, and his wide sleeves were adorned with it. A circle of raw edges reveals a bit of playfulness and agility in its elegance. A power fence covers the face. The black gauze is blown tightly against the face after being blown by the wind, and outlines a few delicate and beautiful arcs.

From the graceful ups and downs, it is not difficult to see the smooth forehead, the straight nose bridge and the soft lips, and it is precisely because of this unreal sense of mystery that people are more and more wanting. Emperor Sheng Yuan's pupils shrunk slightly, and after watching for a while, he suddenly recovered, walked to Qin Lingyun and stood still, pretending that he was just a guard.

Guan Suyi went up the stairs, smiled and met with Zhenxihou and Li. He was about to take off the power fence, but Ming Lan, who was disguised as a woman, tore her sleeves twice and reminded him in a low voice, "Miss, old lady and Master is here!"

The black veil that was lifted was immediately covered tightly. Not only that, Guan Suyi swiftly walked around behind the strong man of Jiuli ethnic group, and smiled, "Let you block it, if the family members see me mixing with you Master Hou. In one place, I don’t know how to get angry."

Nowadays, Legalists and Confucianists are fighting fiercely. Pian Zhen Xihou is the leading figure of Legalists. Logically speaking, Guan Suyi shouldn't have anything to do with him.

Emperor Sheng Yuan felt an unfamiliar breath approaching, and the alertness he had cultivated throughout the years made him straighten his back and grasp the handle of the knife, and then there was a taste similar to a thorn on his back, but without a sense of crisis. It slowly penetrates into the pores, making the skin close to the woman numb. Vaguely, he smelled a scent, not the expensive spice used by the harem concubine, but the faint scent that can only be dyed by soaking in pen and ink all the year round. It is easy to ignore, but once caught, he will indulge involuntarily.

He breathed in secret, but when the old man Guan and father Guan looked over, he took the initiative to move his steps to cover the woman behind him tighter. The two did not recognize him, and soon joined a group of celebrities in the conversation.

Guan Suyi hid for a while, and asked in a low voice, "They didn't find me, did they?"

"No, please sit down, Madam." Sheng Yuandi's voice was a little hoarse, and after she had settled down, he released the hilt of the knife and stroked his itchy back with his backhand. The faint scent was gone, leaving his mind blank for a moment, but this moment was too short to be forgotten inadvertently.

In the lobby on the first floor, Xu Guangzhi and a legal scholar walked up to the platform together, each took a writing brush and wrote two lines of words-human nature is good, human nature is evil. The legalists and Confucianists are opposed in many points of view, just like natural and dead enemies, incompatible. The good and evil of human nature is another highly controversial argument, and it is also a difficult problem that scholars of the two schools of law and Confucianism have been unable to decide the outcome after arguing with each other for hundreds of years.

Rao deliberately pretended to be poor Qin Lingyun in front of his sister-in-law. When he saw this topic, he couldn't help but blurt out, "Xu Guangzhi is so courageous!" He tightened his brows and took out a Buddhist bead from his purse.

"Is this question difficult?" The Li family was born in rural areas. He only knows a few words roughly.

"It's difficult. Throughout the ages, on this topic, the scholars of the two schools of Law and Confucianism have never distinguished between winners and losers. Even if I go up, I may not be sure to refute Xu Guangzhi. Of course, it is difficult for him to refute me. Legalists know best. The evil of human nature, Confucianism knows the good of human nature best. We can cite thousands of arguments casually, so we can't tell the difference." Qin Lingyun said as he took out three Buddhist beads and put them in a tray placed aside.

Guan Suyi shook his head and sighed, "This is a false proposition, what is there to argue about? It's really a trip for nothing." The words fell and left.

"Madam, why do you say this is a false proposition? Please advise." The Jiuli man standing behind Zhenxihou asked in stubbornly elegant words, his deep eyes gleaming with a look of knowledge.

Guan Suyi was influenced by Mr. Guan, and suffered from a "good teacher" problem since he was a child. This expression was the most unbearable. After thinking about it, he sat back and bent a white fingertip to hit the edge of the cup. , The meaning is self-evident. The great man of Jiuli nationality hurriedly walked over to serve tea, and his every move was tacit understanding, and a mellow smile appeared in his eyes.